tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33252138.post3324736308715433977..comments2024-02-06T09:15:39.401-05:00Comments on The Mother Load: Growing, Growing, GoneAimeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16332125903937752882noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33252138.post-85405106958185175032007-05-11T21:26:00.000-05:002007-05-11T21:26:00.000-05:00Seriously, I had to read this post over three diff...Seriously, I had to read this post over three different days to really be able to read it and not cry. You are so right!<BR/><BR/>I was looking at my family photos from last month and realizing (as I replaced the pictures in the frame and saw the babies behind those) how grown up my babies really are. <BR/><BR/>(sniff, sniff)The Estrogen Fileshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02995416882864545267noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33252138.post-35371772295150238192007-05-10T06:49:00.000-05:002007-05-10T06:49:00.000-05:00i can understand this one all too well. When I lo...i can understand this one all too well. When I look at my little girl...going to slumber parties, calling girlfriends on the phone, wearing DEODORANT (!!!) it makes me sad and proud all at the same time. And being that my youngest is already 5 years old, I long for the old days of babyhood when they NEEDED me. Oh sure, they still need me, but not in the same way. I don't know how many times Wayne and have sat and imagined the day when they would be grown and we would have our lives back....and thought just how bittersweet that would be.Meg M.https://www.blogger.com/profile/00293101794797178934noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33252138.post-12309268998144275612007-05-10T01:00:00.000-05:002007-05-10T01:00:00.000-05:00Came by via BooMama. Wonderful post. Loved it. ...Came by via BooMama. Wonderful post. Loved it. I can so completely relate.PastormacsAnnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14985442182751751782noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33252138.post-21273371106948298662007-05-09T12:11:00.000-05:002007-05-09T12:11:00.000-05:00I think every momma feels this way, at least once ...I think every momma feels this way, at least once every now and again. We want them to grow up and hit those milestones, yet... to think of a day when you can't pick up your baby and cuddle her. Well, that's what grandchildren are for, right?T with Honeyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13870996927675120152noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33252138.post-71187256574991431222007-05-09T12:07:00.000-05:002007-05-09T12:07:00.000-05:00I often say to O.H. that I just want to freeze the...I often say to O.H. that I just want to freeze them, right now, and not let them grow up any more. But, the next day, when I am wiping behinds for the one millionth time and picking up the letter magnets again, I think I can't wait for it to pass. It is a pendulum swinging too fast to see at times, I think. <BR/>Lovely post.nicolehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06605426195521274662noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33252138.post-70202421867662092692007-05-09T08:48:00.000-05:002007-05-09T08:48:00.000-05:00aidan is only three. and while i appreciate the s...aidan is only three. and while i appreciate the small amount of independence he has developed, i do so long to keep him as cuddly and loving and small as he is now. and sadie is such a big girl now at one, but still baby enough to be a baby, even though she's walking, so she's really a toddler. i want to freeze them where they are right now. every time i hold sadie i think to myself "this is the last time i'll ever a baby this small who belongs to me" and being gone all day at work doesn't help. <BR/><BR/>i just look forward to the day when i can see them as grown ups and be proud of the people i helped make. after all, our job as parents is to populate heaven with saints.Carriehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09492310926450348826noreply@blogger.com